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I worked at a summer bible camp last year on the kitchen staff. Half of the days I worked were 14 hour days, the other half were 16+, I worked more than 7 18 hour days and 1 20 hour day. I lived up at the summer camp and all our meals were included, the actual amount of cheddar we payed was $75 a week. Yes food and housing was payed for, but I know the work was worth more than $75 a week.

I was one of the 2 people that my boss would leave in charge if he and the secondary boss were both busy, I am not someone who knows how to do a whole lot in the kitchen. My boss left me in charge because he knew that I was a good leader(I really find this funny as I don't consider myself a great leader) an he knew that everything would get done, thing is it was normally just desert, meaning I was in charge of making brownies or some other fairly easy to make food. While being in charge of desert it meant that I was the last one out of the kitchen at night. I had 2 other people normally helping me, every once in a while I would get stuck with the 2 that loved to leave after they ate their desert, their reasoning was that they were only told to help make desert, not clean up.(These were some of the 18 hour days, starting at 5:30 am and working till 11:30 pm, desert being at 10:00 pm.) I worked 6 days a week as well, the only "day off" being when there were no campers(I worked on quite a few of my days off, sometimes being in charge of unloading the food truck delivering food for 375 people or more while working with non-kitchen staff who don't know where to put stuff and maybe 2 or 3 other kitchen staff who do know. Love working for 3 hours doing this on a day off, then being told I need to help the non-kitchen staff with whatever it was they needed done, my "day off" would be me working 6-8 hours doing who knows what.)

I had also worked for 3 weeks as a non-kitchen staff due to the people at the camp making their own meals to cut down their cost. I did everything from clearing a dead tree, tons of fallen dried out branches, garbage, and whatever else had gotten into the area we were clearing out to weed-whacking something the size of 2 and a half football fields with weeds up to my knees, fire ants constantly biting me because they crawled up my pants, and thorns flying into my face. I found the kitchen work harder because you were on your feet for over 12 hours easy a day with you having a 10 minuet brake for each meal. The normal staff constantly complained about how their work was the hardest, I had done the hardest work that the normal staff had, still not close to being as tiring and difficult as kitchen work. I did meet one guy who had worked on kitchen the year before though, he said he would never go back to kitchen work at the camp, it was to difficult.(he was doing the easier weed whacking in a place with less bees and fire ants, might have done some difficult stuff after I was put on my normal job as kitchen worker.)

Our over all boss, the person who basically owned the camp, was the kind of boss who tried to appear nice to everyone but didn't understand that the 4 people on kitchen staff who were making the food for everyone else were on their "day off". We all ended up working 8 hours, from 12 till 8, cleaning things that didn't need cleaning. He was also the kind of person that you didn't want to make one mistake around, if you did you would be lectured to, the second time you made a small mistake or did something he didn't like you were fired. Nice thing was I only saw him 4 times in the 2 and a half months I worked at the camp.

The last part of working on the job was that sometimes we would have to do something like stop campers from going here or looking for campers who didn't get to their cabins 30 minuets after their 11 pm lights out time. These are more strange things that happened then annoying things. One time I was just leaving to go to bed after my 16 hour day when a cabin leader came up to me and 2 kitchen workers, this was after lights out so we were hoping that they weren't going to say what they did. We ended up having to look for 2 hours trying to find 4 missing campers who were the same age as me, 17 at the time. There were 2 boys and 2 girls missing, the leaders said that they had been hanging out a lot together and had to be told to be careful about how close they got to each other(the rules basically said don't dry hump each other or facebattle).
We had to get our boss up, the leaders wanted to make sure an adult was in charge of searching(understandable since most of us were 17 or 18). I wasn't the person who found them, but 2 hours latter they were found in the hidden away chapel with the guys shirts off, belts being put on, and the girls trying to finish putting their cloths on. Love getting 2 bed at 1 knowing that the next day my shift started at 6 and the reason that I got to bed so late was that I was searching for 4 horny teenagers who were having sex in a chapel. It was good to know that they were sent home the next morning.

Another strange thing that happened was one day 2 fire trucks, an ambulance, and 3 or 4 police cars stopped in the pullout and entrance to the 1/4 mile road to the staff house. This happened one of the few days I was able to convince my boss to give me half the day off while campers were still at camp. I was called down to help keep campers away from thee police, lucky all the campers were busy in a worship season. I was told to go ask if the police their if there was anything we needed to know about, they told me no, but make sure nobody comes here, and then they made me back away quickly. I knew it had to be something by the reactions. What I ended up seeing was a man in what looked like a straight jacket being moved from one ambulance to another that had come about 10 minuets after they all pulled up. The police cars all followed the ambulance with the transferred man in it. I understand why they didn't tell me anything, cause we didn't need to know anything, and why they had me go away quickly.

I didn't mind the work I did, even some of the crazy and painful things, the only part of working there I didn't like was the pay. working an average of about 90 hours a week while in kitchen and getting a cheap camp bed to sleep on, camp food,(though had often been praised for our food not tasting like camp food. It really was much better than normal camp food, something you would expect more at a restaurant at some points) and $75 a week is not getting enough. I would go back and work at the camp if the pay was increased a lot because even though there were a lot of bad moments there were also a lot of good moments.

wow, did I really kill this thread a while ago
/revive

Well, I work at a subway as the precloser(for waifuman/dragoon often times) and fastfood is not the best thing to do at all. Today we had sold 64 units(6 inch or footlong sandwiches, doesn't make a difference) in 2 hours, which is a hell of a lot, seeing as how before we were at about our normal sales for the day. it was just us 2 in the store after 7, which is when it started.
I might want to mention that we have a drive through(terrible idea at a subway due to the fact that it takes a few minutes to make the food, more so at night due to some food needing to be prepared). We had people split between drive through and our lobby. Now, what is the reason you go through a drive through, its because you want your food fast, but at a subway it takes time. Often people are impatient in drive through, and we expect it, but sometimes people are just assholes about things.
We had someone order 4 meatball footlongs, and at night we try to have as few meatballs as possible so that we dont need to waste any, and we normally have 1 or 2 unfrozen meatball packets already in the sauce just in case people order more, as well as so the morning shift can heat them up and have them ready. This lady ended up selling us completely out of that, and even when we told her it would be a while because we have to heat up the meatballs before we can sell them she got rustled when we gave her the food, because it took a while.
Later we have someone who complained directly to me about how we need to work on our staffing schedules, because her food took to long(it took 7 minutes to get her food to her, average time out of a rush for her order of 2 sandwiches + extras is about 4 minutes after we are given the order, average time in a rush, about 6, and that's when you have 4-5 people on the clock). She then followed by saying that the owner already owes her 2 sandwiches for this exact thing and she wanted to use them. I told her that I didn't know how to record it, but my supervisor(dragoon/waifuman) does. She, in a full on bitchy attitude said that shes already had to wait way to long and would rather pay then wait any longer. That's going to be a bad complaint, aimed at me and waifu directly, as well as our owner, and we know she will complain because she already has before. Customer service can really suck at a fast food place, especially one that takes a little bit of time to finish food because its not completely made before you order.

I haven't gotten a job yet due to being 18 and in High School and not having any work experience, but a lot of this makes me want to get a service industry job just for the opportunity to put these assholes in their place, "Customer is always right" be damned.

Yeah you can't really do that unless your boss says its ok



I have nothing else to add to this thread :[ I need another job desperately so I can complain about it

My current job at Wendys is ok. When I worked at Dairy Queen was when I screwed up everything.
At DQ my list of responsibilities basically boiled down to: Everything you can, except management.
I was given the grill position, which meant I made the cooked food. Unfortunately I could never remember the right code for the foods when placed in the microwave. it took me a while to finally memorize the differences in fried/grilled chickens. Then if I had free time I could do the dishes. Or if I wasn't doing that I would help them make the ice cream treats. Then they got me try and work register.

Basically I have horrible memory and never got anything done in a timely order. No wonder I was fired after two weeks.

Ive only done full time volunteer positions in summer.

I volunteered at the Youth Project / Food bank.

Wasnt too bad until I had to clean the. Kitchens and copy room

Rotted produce and a cluttered copy room.

Didnt turn out too well but I got it done!

Can you say customer complaint => Write up => fired with a bad reference

I actually got a customer complaint not too long ago. Manager threw it away though, he complained twice about me and the cameras showed I didn't do anything. Plus he has an obsession with the female employees and even bragged that he was the one complaining. I guess he thinks they don't like me there or something? Oh well, he doesn't show up much anymore.

Yeah, I once had some lady make a bullshit complaint about me. Except it was that not only was I rude, I just ditched her at a checkstand when she had all of her stuff on the counter, which is pretty much the worst thing you can possibly do as a checker, save for murdering their spouse in front of them.

But the managers came to the conclusion that she's just not quite right, considering that she walked away of her own accord three minutes before I left, and she was muttering something to herself. I didn't even mention her leaving (although she did that rude thing where she just barges into the line even after it is very blatantly closed).

Throwing newspapers has made me hate rainstorms.

This morning, the hourly forecast showed that the heaviest rain was supposed to start when I would be about finished. Oh, it's a race you want? CHALLENGE ACCEPTED, I thought. Then it started pouring ten minutes after I started.